On the Sand Table of War.
Wu Luo was carefully calculating and controlling it. Everyone could see the densely packed red dots attacking in three different directions.
"These Celestial Race elites are very strong. The elite army of my Blue Dragon Holy Land will not be able to fight against them in a short period of time." Sima Yi had a certain understanding of the elite army of the Blue Dragon Holy Land. Most of them were still at the Sky Immortal Realm. One must know that in the Celestial Race army, Sky Immortals were only soldiers in charge of logistics.
"Indeed, we can only fight against them if we mobilize the elites of the major factions." Zhuge Tianxing agreed with Sima Yi's opinion.
Everyone looked at the Sand Table of War. With the Battle Fortress as the center, it extended in three directions. The distance from the three impregnable passes was about 17 million kilometers. With the speed of the Celestial Race elite army, they would only need 12 hours to cross the 17 million kilometers.
After all, it was an expedition of a large army. They had to maintain a certain formation and could not advance too far. If something unexpected happened, the consequences would be hard to imagine. Especially with such a large number, it would be difficult to advance quickly.
Wu Luo pointed at the Sand Table of War and shouted, "Now that our army has gathered and is attacking, we have two choices. One is the Heaven Yan Pass, and the other is the Mortal Yan Pass. The distance between the Heaven Yan Pass and the Mortal Yan Pass is about 50 million kilometers. If we attack the Earth Yan Pass, the distance between the Heaven Yan Pass and the Mortal Yan Pass is only about 17 million kilometers. When the time comes, the Celestial Race army will surround us from the Heaven Yan Pass and the Mortal Yan Pass. It will be very disadvantageous for us."
Xuanyuan nodded and said, "Yes, we are not in a hurry to attack now. My goal is to let them attack the Three Impregnable Passes. That will be the moment when they are most relaxed. We will force them to retreat into the Impregnable Passes. At that time, we can coordinate with the Mo Clan's hidden mechanisms in the Three Impregnable Passes and the Mortal Yan Pass to deal a huge blow to them."
"I see." Zhuge Tianxing nodded. It seemed that Xuanyuan was prepared. He was indeed ruthless.
"This time, we need to focus on quality, not quantity. Send down the order. Ask the 300 disciples of the 3,000 Confucian scholars to attack. All the major factions are to hand over their fast mounts and prepare. The Sun Clan will mobilize all the Storm Saint Guards and Zhiyin Saint Guards to assist them. Celestial Master Zhang and Imperial Sky Senior will oversee the three armies."
In the 'Qinglong Sacred Area', the three thousand scholars had all achieved the Ancient Sacred Realm. The Six Arts of Confucianism were Etiquette, Music, Archery, Art of Defense, Calligraphy, and Mathematics. Many sages, Martial Monarchs, and ancient experts had become the disciples of the three thousand scholars, resulting in a significant improvement in their cultivation in just a short period of time. Each scholar had recruited three hundred disciples, thus the total number of three thousand scholars was nine hundred thousand, which was not to be underestimated.
In order to fight against the God Race, the 'Blue Dragon Holy Land' had already made a lot of preparations. All kinds of refined arrows were basically refined with fighting talismans. Once they were detonated, the power would be boundless. As for the various powerful mounts, they could be drawn from the various military schools. This was a rather inconvenient place, but for the time being, this was the only way.
After all, the 'Qinglong Sacred Area' had just been established, thus it did not have its own army yet. Therefore, this was the only way to assemble the army. When the time was right and the tribes were in harmony with one another, they could then select the elites from the tribes to establish a regular army of the 'Qinglong Sacred Area'.
"Even the disciples of the 3,000 Confucian scholars are stronger than them. This is indeed possible." Shangguan Feiyan nodded repeatedly.
"That's right. During this time, many people have become the disciples of the 3,000 Confucian scholars. Under their guidance, they have made great progress." Wang Nidao had a deep understanding of this. The current 'Blue Dragon Holy Land' was constantly improving every day. Countless people, after experiencing the torment of war and the destruction of their homes, had extraordinary willpower. They broke through again and again, all for the sake of taking back their homes and standing on the land that gave birth to them.
At this moment, Ao Fan looked at Xuanyuan and said solemnly, "Brother Xuanyuan, I have another suggestion."
"Please speak." Xuanyuan said.
"Go and invite the children of the Houyi Family of the Sorcerer Tribe. They are experts in archery. Compared to the archery skills of the Confucian Sect, they are only stronger. Legend has it that after the 'Origin of Hongmeng', the Ancestor of the Dayi Family, Dayi, could shoot down the sun from the Nine Heavens with a casual shot. Maybe the legend is exaggerated, but almost all the races know that the Dayi Family's attainments in archery are the best in the world. No one can defeat them. Therefore, with them as the leader and the Confucian Sect as the support, the strength of our army will be doubled."
Ao Fan said solemnly. "It's not that I haven't considered this. It's just that the Sorcerer Tribe doesn't have many people to begin with. I originally planned to let them recuperate and continue the legacy. Forget it. Now that things have come to this, I can only send someone to invite them. Now that we are fighting against the God Tribe, we can only win, we cannot lose." Xuanyuan ordered.
An hour later, two men walked in. One of them was not unfamiliar. It was Asuda. He was from the School of the Military, so he could enter the Sorcerer Tribe and be taught the art of war. He, who practiced archery, could also learn the archery skills of the Sorcerer Tribe.
Beside Azuda was a man who was more than 2 meters tall. He looked like a wall, with a necklace of dragon teeth hanging from his neck. He wore dragonhide armor, revealing his powerful arms and bronzed skin. His entire body was brimming with strength. He held a longbow in his hand, his eyes seemed to be able to see through everything. He cupped his hands towards the group and saluted:
"I am the successor of the Dayi Family, Ya. I lead the 100,000 children of the Dayi Family and await orders at any time."
Xuanyuan walked out of the tent and saw the sky full of Immortal Rocs spreading their wings. Each Immortal Rocs were at the level of the ancient sages. These Immortal Rocs were extremely fast, and when they worked together with them, they would bring out the best in each other. In battle, they would have a great advantage.
The children of the Dayi Family, who were above the Immortal Rocs, were at the level of the ancient sages at the weakest. They all held longbows and carried quivers on their backs. Those arrows were engraved with mysterious Sorcerer Tribe patterns and were tempered with the poison of the Xiangliu Family. They were filled with terrifying destructive power and all sorts of mysteries.
"Alright, this time, the Dayi Family will be the leader, and the Confucian Sect will be the support." Xuanyuan's Eye of Truth was extremely powerful. The Sorcerer Tribe was indeed the Sorcerer Tribe.
At this moment, Zhuge Tianxing looked at Xuanyuan and said, "Holy Lord Xuanyuan, why don't you bring my Zhuge Family's Divine Crossbow Army as well? Although they aren't good at long-range attacks, once the enemy gets close, their strength will be revealed. The Divine Crossbow is a map of the Great Path Army that my Zhuge Family's Sacred Ancestor sensed when he broke through to the Great Saint Realm, and the Divine Crossbow is also called the Zhuge Crossbow. It was built according to that map, and its killing power is extraordinary. The selection of the Divine Crossbow Army is also extremely strict. Only those at the peak of the ancient sages can be chosen. My Zhuge Family only has 30,000 elites. Let them sit on the Immortal Rocs, and they can attack or retreat."
When Xuanyuan heard this, his heart was moved. He had once read in the secret history of Guzha:
The Zhuge Family had a Divine Crossbow Army. The ancient sages at the peak of the ancient sages could shoot tens of thousands of arrows in an instant. Even the ancient emperors and sages couldn't fight against them.
"Alright, bring the Zhuge Family's Divine Crossbow Army and prepare to go." At this time, the Immortal Wind Army was summoned by Xuanyuan's heart and descended from the sky. Xuanyuan wanted to lead the army in this battle. With the Immortal Wind Army's support, it would be of great help to the three armies.
"Big Brother Xuanyuan, what should we do?" Underworld Sky saw that Xuanyuan was going to go and was a little jealous.
"Yeah, we can't let you have your fun. We'll just sit here and do nothing." Fighting Buddha Son was also unhappy.
"Wu Luo will be the commander. You guys stay here and listen to his orders. Coordinate with him," Xuanyuan said solemnly.
The princes and princesses didn't say anything.
Very quickly, the 3,000 Confucian scholars each took in 300 disciples. Every one of them was above the ancient sage level. Their cultivation made their strength skyrocket. With Xuanyuan's order, they immediately gathered. There were 900,000 of them.
They took mounts from the various factions. There were immortal eagles, white cranes, snow dragons, dragon sparrows, and other extremely fast mounts. They barely managed to gather together. They looked like a mixed army, but they were very strong.
The Zhuge Family's Wrath Army was on the immortal rocs. Only the 100,000 soldiers of the Houyi Family looked like a regular army.
In the Sun Clan, after entering the 'Qinglong Sacred Area', many people who had reached the peak of the Ancient Sage Realm began to rank up.
They were originally the reserve force of the Sun Clan's six guards. The Sun Clan sent out the Swift Wind Sacred Guard and the Wise Sacred Guard, each with thirty-six guards. Each of them had stepped into the Ancient Saint Realm, and the Swift Wind Sacred Guard and the Wise Sacred Guard were at the Ancient Sage Realm. There were three thousand of them each, and they were used to reinforce the entire army and conceal themselves.
Xuanyuan sat on a handsome horse. He wore black armor and looked majestic. He looked at the million-strong army.
The news that the Blue Dragon Sacred Land was going to war with the god race spread quickly. Everyone was looking forward to it.
At this moment, the Tyrant Concubine descended from the sky. She was clad in golden armor and her scarlet cloak fluttered in the wind. After a while, the Tyrant Concubine's strength had increased by leaps and bounds. She arrived in front of Xuanyuan and said, "I wish you victory in your first battle."
This was the first time Xuanyuan had led a large army to fight the god race after coming to the Southern Hell Immortal Prefecture.
"I will," Xuanyuan said solemnly.
Tyrannical Concubine took out the Ancient Thearch Bow and handed it to Xuanyuan. "For you."
Xuanyuan didn't argue. Tyrannical Concubine was his woman, and the Tyrant Blood Royalty was his. He could control the Ancient Thearch Bow too. It would come in handy.
"Don't worry. I will return safely."
"I will be by Xuanyuan's side. It will be fine, unless I die." Hwang Yue-chan rode on the Taotie and looked at Tyrannical Concubine.
Tyrannical Concubine didn't say much. She nodded and turned to leave.
Xuanyuan led the army to a huge five-colored altar formation. Speed was the most important thing in war. The enemy would be caught off guard if they were to descend from the sky.
In the command tent.
Mingtian pointed at the dense red dots on the sand table and said, "How many people does the god race have?"
"30 million each," Wu Luo said.
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